A/N: Hey guys! You're all lucky I love you all so much! I'm going to see if I can write this in the two weeks I have left before school. I outlined the story, since this one won't be as structured as the last one, considering there is no court case in this one. There's going to be twenty chapters if I don't cut any in half.

Here's the link to The Phantom Turnabout - s/11363451/1/The-Phantom-Turnabout

Unlike The Phantom Turnabout, I'm only going to put the date, time. Each chapter has no more than one narrating character, so that's not needed, and there will be no location this time, because of the lack of the same kind of structure the last story had. The character's will be moving a lot more.

Well, here we go! Enjoy!

Turnabout to Revenge

Prologue – Phoenix Wright

February 1st, 11:08 AM

"Here's our seats," I said as threaded my way through the other passengers on the air plane getting ready for the flight. My wife of a year, Maya Fey-Wright, and our nineteen-year-old (adopted) daughter, Trucy Wright, followed after me.

"About time," Maya said in a good humored tone. I smiled, letting her squeeze by me to grab the window seat I knew she wanted. Trucy laughed, helping me put our carry-on bags in the overhead compartment. I then took the seat next to Maya, while Trucy sat in her seat in the row behind us.

"I can't wait to see your parents again," Maya said. I smiled slightly at the thought of them.

"It has been a while, hasn't it?" I said. Trucy poked her head over our seats.

"About a year, since the wedding," she reminded me. I smiled even more, thinking back to that day. That was the day that Maya and I finally got married. We'd known each other for so long, but I never realized my feelings for her until only about two years ago. We had dated for a year before I proposed. Maybe it was moving a little fast, but like I said, I'd known Maya forever.

"You know, I never got the chance to ask your parents why they moved to Pennsylvania…" Maya said thoughtfully. I smiled.

"Well, in all actuality, that's where I was born," I admitted.

"WHAT!?" both Maya and Trucy gasped. I turned and rose an eyebrow at Trucy.

"Didn't your grandparents ever tell you that?" I asked. She shook her head, and I chuckled softly.

"Well, yes, I was born in Pennsylvania. When I was about five, Dad got a good job offer in California, which is how we winded up moving there. Once they retired though, they decided to move back home. Dad says it's because he misses the seasons changing like they're supposed to, and Mom said it was because she wanted to be close to the family again."

"And you didn't go with them?" Maya asked. I smiled, shaking my head.

"No. They retired just as Mia hired me. I wasn't about to give up such a good job offer. Who knew when the next one would come," I explained. Maya smiled warmly at me.

"Well, I'm glad you didn't move," she said, resting her head against my shoulder. I grinned warmly at that, wrapping an arm around her.

"So am I."

February 1st, 2:09 PM

"Maya, are you okay?" I called through the door into the bathroom. I heard a strangled groan from inside the small room before the door open. A disheveled Maya glared daggers at me, snatching the offered bottle of water from my hand.

"I need to get off of this thing," she growled. I bit my lip.

"I don't get it. You didn't get air sick when the Legal League of Attorneys sent us to London," I pointed out. Her glare got even darker, if possible.

"Different circumstances, and you know it," she growled, before suddenly clasping a hand over her mouth and lurching towards the toilet. I stepped into the room, gently pulling her long hair away from her face as her stomach worked to empty itself of the rest of the breakfast we ate this morning. After a few moments, she looked up at me with that scary death glare.

"You did this to me," she snarled, before turning back to the toilet as her stomach heaved again.

February 1st, 4:03 PM

The plane finally, graciously touched down for the first layover. Despite only going across the country, I couldn't really afford that expensive of tickets, so I went with the cheapest one, that required lots of stops.

It's a good thing I did. With Maya getting sick the entire time, there was no way we could fly all the way across the country. I called and let my parents know while we were still in the airport in whatever city we were in, before leading my family across the street to the Greyhound Bus station to get us tickets. It was going to be a long bus ride.

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N/A: All we have here is the setup for the story, as to why the small Wright family is traveling, and by bus of all things. I wonder what those different circumstances are, hm?

I figure Maya would have to keep "Fey" in her name (Being the Master and all) so she would just hyphenate the names.

Also, that little bit about Phoenix being born in PA was really just something I thought of to give them a reason to travel across the country. It really isn't THAT important to the story, but they needed a reason, one way or another.

The next chapter will be short, as it's another set-up chapter, but it'll be up soon, and quickly followed by a longer chapter featuring our favorite ghost boy!